| - All Ye Whom Love Of Fortune
All ye, whom Love of Fortune hath betray'd; All ye, that dream of bliss but live in grief; All ye, whose hopes are evermore delay'd, All ye, whose sighs or sick... - Can She Excuse My Wrongs
Can she excuse my wrongs with Virtue's cloak? Shall I call her good when she proves unkind? Are those clear fires which vanish into smoke? Must I praise the lea... - Come Again Sweet Love Doth Now Invite
Come again, sweet love doth now invite, thy graces that refrain to do me due delight To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die with thee again in sweetest symp... - Come Away Come Sweet Love
Come away , come sweet love The golden morning breaks All the earth, all the air, Of love and pleasure speaks: Teach thine arms then to embrace, And sweet Rosy ... - Dear If You Change
Dear, if you change, I'll never choose again Sweet, if you shrink, I'll never think of love Fair, if you fail, I'll judge all beauty vain Wise, if too weak, mor... - Go Crystal Teares
Go crystal tears, like to the morning show'rs And sweetly weep into thy lady's breast And as the dews rerive the drooping flow'rs, So let your drops of pity be ... - Go Crystal Tears
Go crystal tears, like to the morning show'rs And sweetly weep into thy lady's breast And as the dews rerive the drooping flow'rs, So let your drops of pity be ... - If My Complaints Could Passion Move
If my complaints could passions move, Or make Love see wherein I suffer wrong: My passions were enough to prove, That my despairs had govern'd me too long O Lov... - My Thoughts Of Songs Or Ayres
My thoughts are wing'd with hopes, my hopes with love Mount Love unto the moon in clearest night And say , as she doth in the heavens move, In earth so wanes an... - Now O Now I Needs Must Part
The Frog Galliard) Now, O now, I needs must part, Parting though I absent mourn Absence can no joy impart: Joy once fled cannot return While I live I needs must... - Rest Awhile You Cruel Cares
Rest awhile, you cruel cares Be not more severe than love Beauty kills and beauty spares, And sweet smiles sad sighs remove: Laura, fair queen of my delight, Co... - UNQUIET THOUGHTS
Unquiet thoughts, your civil slaughter stint, And wrap your wrongs within a pensive heart: And you: my tongue that makes my mouth a mint, And stamps my thoughts... - Who Ever Thinks Or Hopes Of Love
Who ever thinks or hopes of love: Or who belov'd in Cupid's laws doth glory: Who joys in vows, or vows not to remove: Who by this light-god hath not been made s...
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